Repentance is for little children.

From my childhood, obedience was something I could not get out of my system. When I entered the armed service at the age of twenty-seven, I found being obedient not a bit more difficult than it had been during my life to that point. It was unthinkable that I would not follow orders.

Adolf Hitler may have been wrong all down the line, but one thing is beyond dispute: the man was able to work his way up from lance corporal in the German Army to Führer of a people of almost 80 million. His success alone proved that I should subordinate myself to this man.

I will leap into my grave laughing because the feeling that I have five million human beings on my conscience is for me a source of extraordinary satisfaction.

My political sentiments inclined toward the left and emphasized the socialist aspects every bit as much as nationalist ones.

Now that I look back, I realize that a life predicated on being obedient is a very comfortable life indeed. Living in such a way reduces to a minimum one's own need to think.

I never did anything, great or small, without obtaining in advance express instructions from Adolf Hitler or any of my superiors.

I was one of the many horses pulling the wagon and couldn't escape left or right because of the will of the driver.

To sum it all up, I must say that I regret nothing.

Your time will come to follow me Jew

I am certain, however, that those responsible for the murder of millions of Germans will never be brought to justice.

Long live Germany. Long live Austria. Long live Argentina. These are the countries with which I have been most closely associated and I shall not forget them. I had to obey the rules of war and my flag. I am ready.